I miss the sea. I miss everything in me.

I miss the  sea, I miss everything in me.

Life  is a bitch. There are a lot of bitches in the sea.

She's not the only one. Then why can't you be a bitch too.

Bitchin is mainstream. I want to be the good guy.

You want to be hurt?

Why you asked?

Bad things happen to guys like you, there aren't any goodness left in the world.

May be i  have set my hopes to high.

Yes, absolutely.

Do you love her? 

Yes I do.

Were you the only one? 

I Don't know.

There goes the problem.

Maybe i'll keep on loving?

Even though you're hurt?

EVEN WHEN I'M HURT.

Are you threatened of her past?

Why you asked?

Because I'm thinking, you judged her first.

Yes i did! But i accepted her all. The imperfections you say. I'm secured with them. 

But there's more to her than what meets me.

And I am not sure if she will stay. Stay! Stay!

IT'S NOT THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS ANYMORE.

I miss the sea, and everything in me.
Before you came, I can calm everything i see.
I breathe quiet hopefully when you had me.